Reminiscing....

So,

I was returning some tests to Kevin Stevens from the Office of Disability Services, and snuck a peak at the other Theory class' "documentary" video.

I became so nostalgic all of a sudden.Yes, I did, but I'm glad I saw it. At the end, Brandon "B-Nice" Watkins was asked if he was gonna miss studio. He said, "Oh, yeah!"
It got me thinking on my walk back to Wyly.  It was the first time this whole school year that it hit me: I won't have this for much longer!
What an opportunity we have as students to be a part of the studio culture unique to LA Tech and Hale Hall!
The ironic thing about it all is that I'm gonna miss every frustration, every person who encouraged me or pushed me, and every terrible moment I experienced, because I have grown as a person as well as a designer!

I am very grateful for all the pizza, the conversations (both intellectual and delirious), the arguments (lots of different perspectives), the critiques (Yes, I said it!haha), the thinking...and the list goes on. But for me, I've learned more than computer skills, design criticism, partis and concepts, I have learned more importantly that I have lots to offer to my community and I have learned a lot of humility through that. I believe that my education here was more about working through my character flaws than if I can get a job right out of graduation.

Personally, these past four years has had the most growing up for me to do.I was able to recognize my comfort zone and learn to embrace and adjust to the tough problems. I learned problem-solving. If there is a problem, small or BIG, I can sit and figure out a solution to the problem. I learned it was okay to be different! To get even deeper (haha), my time here has only added to the diverse background of mine....in other words, it has added to who I already was. I can say that I have been there and that I am "running with it!"


I can remember being a sophomore and having Mullikin as my studio professor. It felt like yesterday we were  talking about partis and such. But even more vivid in my memory was the talks outside of class when professors and other students shared chili and cornbread and talked about the meaning of life.

I am going to miss it. All of it. (well, not the lack of sleep)

To be continued....